I awoke to my baby brother, Landon, wrapped around my torso.

“Do you hear the thunder, Tia?”

To be honest, I hadn’t heard a thing. I sleep like the dead. “It’s ok,” I told him. “It’ll probably be over in less than ten minutes. Just one of those pop-up storms, ok?”

“But the lightning was red, Tia,” he whined.

“Red? What do you mean it was red?”

Before he could respond, a red-orange flash washed over my bedroom. It was closely followed by a crash that could have split the earth in two. My bedroom door swung open to reveal our hastily dressed mother.

“Get up! We need to get out now,” she shouted.

It was then that I heard the chilling screams in the distance.


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